[Intro]
Yeah
He ain’t fuckin’ with no thot box
Let him eat it in the drop top (Skrrt), haha, yeah

[Verse 1]
Listen, keep it real, none of them bitches ain’t fuckin’ wit’ me
I know you mad but it’s probably cah he fuckin’ for free
Can’t let a dog or bum drain my energy, b
Stay schoolin’ them and I ain’t got a fuckin’ degree
Ayo, tell me why these n***as so insecure
You a player, ain’t you seen you a bad bitch before?
He wanna settle the score, tryna hit this raw
Wanna get up in my walls, that’s some new decor
You know I (Ha), I aim to please
The grip is squeeze
Stronger than Megan’s knees
I only F with G’s, let him smoke some trees
He with me, he be thinking he in the sun and the breeze
My wrist 18K, still can’t give these man the time of the day
I got the sauce, no Chick-fil-A
And these girls giving me intros, I know the play
Sayin’ that’s your man, I ain’t tryna fuck anyway
Ain’t gotta rap about my kitty, but, shit, if it’s good, why not?
How many man can say they had this box?
2020, 20/20 vision, doin’ a lot
If I sold it out the box I’ll have your block on lock, what?